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Tessa and I carved our initials into a tree, like kids,giggling but serious.I used a pocketknife& she used her laser.

[That cherry red laser:At low intensities,it feels betterthan flesh]

We're the perfect match, her & IShe can't love her own kind- they're not programmed to receiveBut I appreciate her nodes, her patches, her upgradesShe knows what I wantwith three-decimal place accuracy.

She's calculated how to make me fall in lovewith heralone

She's my one malfunctionwhich crashes all the restmy system can't restart nowthat she broke the turing test

When my ex-girlfriend Terra came backI tired to leaveBut Tessa just stood therelike the tin-manrusted in placescanning me like headlightsreflected in deer eyes

I oiled her with affection

When she started to move againher arms coiled around me"You would leave me?" she asked tearfully,"You would leave me for flesh?"

That was really good. Puts me in mind of Bob Calvert, when he was with the Hawks.

I would have liked you to have been deep frozen too,And waiting still as fresh in your flesh, for my return to Earth, but your Father refused to sign the form to freeze you!

Let's see, you'd be about sixty now, and long dead by the time that I return to Earth.My time held dreams were full of you then, as you were.(Still underage)Your Android replica is playing up again, it's no joke!When she comes she moans another's name!

And that's the Spirit of the age,That's the Spirit of the age,And that's the Spirit of the age,

I am a Clone, I am not alone,every fibre of my flesh and boneis identical to the others.Everything I say and do, is in the same tone,as my test tube Brother's voice.

There is no choice between us,as you rejoice in your uniqueness, Being a Clone, I have no flaws to identify, even this doggerel, that flows from my pen,has just been written by, another 20,000 telepathic men.

It says "Oh, for the wings of any bird"(I don''t want to die, a Battery Hen)

Is that the Spirit of the age,That's the Spirit of the age,And that's the Spirit of the age,